The sound of strings and woodwinds mingled with voices encouraging toasts and clinking cups. In the room where Yu Zhen was, a discussion he prompted was in full swing, with someone being exceedingly bold in their statements, thoroughly delighting him. Yet, someone was sneaking up to the door. The guard posted outside saw a ragged little beggar and his expression subtly changed. How had this little devil managed to sneak in?
"Go, go, go, where did you crawl in from? This place isn't for a little beggar like you. Scram!" the doorkeeper shoved him.
"I, I have urgent business for Craftmaster Yu inside, it's very important," the little beggar shouted.
This little beggar was none other than Liu Sheng, who had been given ten taels of silver by Miss Wufu to act as her messenger.
"Go, go, go!"
"Craftmaster Yu, Craftmaster Yu!" Liu Sheng yelled loudly.
His voice finally drew the attention of the people inside, and someone called out a reminder.
